If you enjoy music while you're reading, try "Oh Lord" by NF. It's what I was listening to while I was writing!
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ELRETH
The cave was bustling. Gar and Rika on a couch in the Great Room speaking with two of the Protectors. Tarkyn was at the table with Elreth and Aaryn, all of them surrounded by a circle of guards that Elreth was irritated by, but understood Tarkyn's tension. The Captain sat stiffly, his eyes darting, looking for danger as he filled them in on what he knew.
"Lerrin sent a messenger—they ran all the way through the desert before they found our fist," Takryn said, his voice low, though everyone in the cave would be able to hear it anyway. "We've got birds on the way to bring them in."
"Them?"
"There were two, in case one didn't get through."
Elreth took a deep breath and linked her hand with Aaryn's under the table. "Tell me."
